𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 [Freenbecky]

Part 21- I'm done for

Patricia

After a long day of absorbing all the stress from those annoying people around and starving to death, I headed home to find something to fill my stomach. It's been a day, and guess it's time to switch again.  Rebecca should be grateful enough that I don't left her body elsewhere. At least she should stock some foods in the fridge as a way of appreciation tsk. Damn that girl, does she even eat?

I parked the motorcycle back to the garage where it came from, another plus point for bringing their things back into its place. I should've leave this outside if not for her, holding my body as her hostage as she's in my vessel. If a single thing changes in there I swear to her bones, I'll knock the life out of her. 

A small box is placed in front of the door as I walk into the front porch. No one was there when I checked around the area hoping to catch who put the thing in there. With no one around, I took it up and read the note attached with it. Doesn't look suspicious to me though, and it's too small to fit something deadly - - perhaps. 

I know you're starving, feed yourself . the note says

Must be food. Definitely food because I don't feed myself with shits other than food. Hmmm what a great timing , I'm hungry. I wonder who sent this thing, her suitor? Lover? A friend? A killer? Her dog? Damn, nothing beats a mysterious box from a mysterious sender. Anyway, I opened it and a bunch of sandwiches and a cola was inside enough for me to dig in right away. I won't let myself starve here. I still need the energy to plot on things I'm about to do. If I got food poisoning from this, I don't know who's gonna suffer but it's better if she suffer since this is her body. This is also one way to figure it out.

Since the day I woke up from this body, all I ever felt was irritation and random headaches. I never actually had a plan how to live in this body and Rebecca's kind of life. It's plain and boring that I would even die in an instant if I try to live the way she does. One thing was kicking in my instinct since then, it was the urge to follow that map that lead me into a place where I saw Freen. She's fucking familiar I swear but I can't distinguish the first time that I saw her. It's like a faint memory but I think I already meet her somewhere else before, not that I care but she's making my head hurt damn it.

I finished the drink and the sandwiches and carry on with changing my clothes before I decided to lay in the bed for a rest. Now that I have a thought of it, Rebecca seems to be way different than I am. An opposite version, a weakling, has a bland taste, has a long hair and loves ponytails base from her pictures in the wall, a goody two shoes, a loser - - I can sense that cause I'm not , but is also a smartass. She have tons of books in her room and a lot about sciences and stuffs.  

Maybe this thing that is happening to us is some science shit and she's into finding out the solution for this. Hmm, I won't blame her. I too, would've search for explanations if I was her but I'm not so I'll just leave that phase to her.

I almost forgot to put a note before closing my eyes. She should be happy I'm starting to build a dream for her pfft.